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Birthday: unknown
Personality: fearless and quiet and vicious
Origin: unknown
History: My parents were killed 2 years ago

Jenni: Leave this area blank.
Equipment: knife
Arsenal:

Technique Name: Hell's gate:Blue fire
Type: transmutation
Technique Category:
Technique Rank: A
Description: My character can change the properties of his aura to fire this techniques burns anybody who touches my character
Conditions: inorder for the technique to work my character must recieve heavy damage
Range: very high
Effect: death
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Technique Name: What is the name of your technique?Assassination
Technique Category: What category does your technique go under? For example Swordsmanship.Assassination
Type: What is type of technique is this? Offensive, Defensive, Supportive?offensive
Range: How far is the reach of your ability? How far away can it start?very far
Technique Rank: What rank is your character's technique?21
Description:

Birthday: 26th November

Personality: Brooklyn is a very kind and friendly human being who will always give someone a chance. He can be seen as carefree and lazy in everyday life, always making excuses and finding a way to get out of troublesome tasks that require effort, he prefers joking around and making people laugh. However when duty calls he has a strong moral compass and sense of commitment to his friends. Brooklyn has the uncanny ability to bring out the good in those around him, he is well liked and easily trusted by those that he meets.

Origin: Brooklyn has always been a very talented boy with keen instincts and a good heart. Due to the death of his mother when he was very young, Brooklyn was raised solely by his father, a military veteran turned weapon engineer named Theodore who cared for and loved his son more than anything in the world. Brooklyn learned a great deal about crafting, smithing and engineering, however his true passion laid with the gruelling and arduous training his father put him through every night. His father praised him on his genius level skill and learning speed, but this only lead to more difficult training. It was at the age of 12 that Brooklyn outgrew his father’s training, it was at this point he began intense personal training to further his mastery over combat. While his father could no longer educate Brooklyn in combat he still taught him much. He passed on his wise and kind ideals and beliefs to Brooklyn, the primary principles being ‘the only purpose to harm an individual is to prevent harm to others’ and ‘taking a life is a last resort.’

On Brooklyn’s 14th birthday he awoke to his father congratulations and a marvellous breakfast with all of his favourite foods. He spent the entire day with his father who had taken the entire day off work for him. As they finished dinner his father gave him his birthday present, a long golden cloak with a hood that was a bit large for him, his father said he would grow into it. Brooklyn was overjoyed with his present, however the mood quickly changed when his father suddenly became nervous and uneasy, and began acting very strange. He called his son into a basement that remained hidden even to Brooklyn, when the door was closed and locked behind them Theodore explained to him that he was going to die that night and that there was a great deal to explain and not much time. He explained that Brooklyn was the heir to an ancient, powerful clan that once guarded 10 ancient gemstone rings called the Rings of Ascension. These rings have long been lost and it is the duty of my clansmen to regain possession of the Rings of Ascension. With a heavy heart Theodore reluctantly explained that Brooklyn was adopted and that that task was the reason my father abandoned Brooklyn and set out in the world. To Theodore’s astonishment Brooklyn looked him in the eye and said “You are my father, your blood may not flow through me but your heart certainly does. ” With this Theodore’s eyes welled up and he gave his son the last hug he ever gave with all his heart. He told Brooklyn that everything he needs to know is in a safe hidden in the basement and that the combination is his sons birth date. And with the final words “There is no doubt in my mind that you will accomplish great things, I am so proud of you my son. I love you. ” Theodore took a chain from around his neck and placed it in his sons hand, before Brooklyn could even glance at it, Theodore had knocked him unconscious.

He woke up alone and confused in the basement, it took him a few seconds to realise what had happened, he ran outside and devastated to find that the house that he grew up in was destroyed, there was obvious signs of some form of fight taking place, the land was scared and nothing remained, except for his fathers mangled corpse. It was almost unrecognisable but Brooklyn immediately knew and began to weep curled over what was left of his dad. It was then he remembered the chain that his father had given him, his hand had been clenching it tightly the whole time. He slowly opened it to reveal a flawless ruby ring, the inside of which was inscribed with an ancient text Brooklyn had never seen. There in his hand was one of the Rings of Ascension and it lit a fire inside him, a passion, a desire, a need to find the others. Not just for him, not just for his newly discovered clan, but for his father, who gave his life to keep Brooklyn and the ruby ring safe. Brooklyn at once returned to the basement and began his search for the safe his father had told him about. It was not long before his keen eyes found it, he was shocked by the size of it, reaching just above his head from the ground. When he opened it his eyes were first drawn to a red sleeveless jacket lined with armour and matching gauntlets of perfect size for him. The armour was incredibly tough and durable but very flexible. He then saw the large cloth covered object in the corner, as he unravelled it he was amazing to find a personally crafted segmented blade that Brooklyn, he remembered it well, it was Chimera, a design of his, one of his favourite in fact, that his father must have gotten a hold of and crafted for him. He then turned his attention to the chest at the bottom of the safe, it seemed to resist as he tried to open it but eventually gave in, as if it recognised who was opening it. Inside was an ancient journal, when inspected it became apparent that it was a book with details about the Rings of Ascension, although it was all written in the same ancient language found on the inside of the ring. As Brooklyn examined the journal he found coloured sketches of each of the rings, all very similar to the ruby ring in his possession except for the gemstone band in the centre. Brooklyn made a list of the gems on the back of the book in alphabetical order:

Alexandrite
Amethyst
Diamond
Emerald
Lapis Lazuli
Onyx
Opal
Ruby
Saphire
Topaz

He fastened the chain with the ruby ring around his his neck and equipped the armour his father had left him, he secured the sheath of Chimera onto his back with just the handle hanging over his long, flowing cloak and placed the ancient book in pouch around his waist. He gave his father a proper burial and just stood there, watching the grave. At last he turned and set off without a single glance back.

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Jenni:
Equipment:
Laptop: An advanced portable computer that allows someone to access the internet from just about any urban area. Particularly skilled experts, like Hacker Hunters, might be able to use it to hack into almost any secure network and track IPs. All models include a card swipe feature for paying for any purchases or using one's hunter's license.

Mobile Phone: An advanced piece of technology used for contacting others almost anywhere in the world and finding your way around with a built-in GPS system. Despite their usefulness, however, cell phones are easy to track for groups with the right resources. Cell phones come in a huge variety of different models, but most of the good ones generally have these features, so there's plenty to choose from.

Survival Kit: A package of basic tools and supplies needed for survival in the wilderness, packed together to fit into a small backpack. Anyone who does not have extensive training in surviving alone in the wilderness is putting themselves in great danger if they do not bring one of these along, and even those who are skilled in that sort of field prefer to bring one with them regardless. A typical survival kit includes: A first aid kit, a water-resistant blanket designed to reduce heat loss, a bivy sack for shelter, waterproof matches, water purification tablets, five MREs, basic fishing equipment, a whistle, a signal mirror, an LD light capable of lasting up to ten hours, a flare, a battery-powered laser pointer, marking tape, a pen and waterproof paper, a compass and analog watch, a multitool pocket knife, a hatchet or machete, a durable container for storing water, and a solar battery charger .

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Chimera: A 152cm (5 foot) long segmented blade with a red grip, the segments are connected by a very strong but flexible thread. Using a mechanism on the grip the user can separate the segments and use Chimera as both a sword and a whip which stretches up to 3 times its original length. It is almost impossible to see that Chimera is a segmented blade when it is the form of a sword.

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Technique Name: Prodigy of Arms
Technique Category: Weapon Specialist
Type: Supportive
Range: Undefined
Technique Rank: 10
Description: Brooklyn is proficient with a large variety of weapons both modern and traditional, however he excels and has mastered the sword, segmented blade and razor floss.

Technique Name: Creative Eye
Technique Category: Engineering
Type: Supportive
Range: Self
Technique Rank: 6
Description: Brooklyn is a very talented engineer, able to design marvellous weaponry, he excels at unique and never before seen weapons. Although he hasn’t had much practice in making these weapons he fully understands the theory needed to do so.

Origin:
Having just completed his hunter exam Proxiah was faced with his first difficult decision, whether to sell his hunter license or not. He held it between his index and middle finger out in front of his face, the crowd of people continuously walking past him as he stood in the middle of a crowded market. Bells rang, whistles blew , the sounds of a busy town filled the background with Proxiah seemingly in the middle of it all with his awkward appearance catching the gaze and attention of those passing by him. Proxiah was lost in thought, staring at the license when the inevitable happened, a passerby who had not been paying attention bumped into him and knocked the license from his hand and into the air. Startled and surprised Proxiah jumped into the air before doing a slow cartwheel, followed by a somersault along the dirt covered ground and ending in a slouched position in front of his license which had been laying on the ground. As he slouched over looking over the license he though back to why he became a hunter in the first place.

Proxiah had been adopted and raised by a couple who had found him after running away from home at a fairly young age. He couldn't remember why he ran away or even if he planned on never returning home, but it became irrelevant after he met his adoptive parents and fell in love with them when his new father began teaching him survival tactics in case he ever decided to run away again. This continued and eventually evolved into learning how to fight as well as years of meditating and learning the basics of nen control. His adoptive father teaching him many, many things that would help Proxiah survive and thrive in a world full of crime and deceit, even though some of those things would be unaware to Proxiah at the time.Years had passed and Proxiah grew up, now being in his late teens he was off on his own causing trouble and creating his own problems for his parents when one day he came home to his small suburban style home set ablaze. Like anyone seeing their home on fire he immediately rushed towards it, not thinking about what, if anything, he could do to stop the fire. When he had finally reached his home he was shocked to see both of his parents out on the front lawn on their knees with people all around them. His mother was crying loudly, enough that most people in the neighborhood could probably hear it. It took him a moment but Proxiah finally realized that the reason his parents had been on their knees was because they had their hands tied behind their backs and were being forced to the ground. He then quickly realized that the people around him were not the neighbors at all, a few of the men wearing police uniforms and the few others in suits, none of which Proxiah had recognized. Before he could react two of the police officers had already pulled out the pistols from within the holsters strapped to their sides and fired 2 shots each , into each of his parents. In shock Proxiah just stood there, tears welling up in his eyes as sirens were heard in the background, flashing lights and cars appearing from afar as they rush towards the crime in progress. Screams erupted from his lungs, now running towards his parents and his still burning home. Yet just as he began running cars pushed past him, nearly hitting him and sending him to his back on the streets. The officers who had shot his parents were now waving for the newly arrived cruisers to come towards them, now acting as a normal officer would act at a crime scene.

Days later Proxiah was with the police, trying to make anyone believe him about what he had seen that day but none of his neighbors helped him, almost as if they were afraid the same thing might happen to them. He was eventually kicked out and left to his own devices being told that he was now old enough to be able to live on his own and nobody would help him. It was that day that he vowed to end the corruption that was in this world, however he still had a lot to learn.

Years later most of the truth had become clear to Proxiah. His father had actually been a very high level mafia boss, running countless mob operations through out the entire world. His father had actually been teaching him to become strong so one day he could become part of his organization and eventually take it over for he was unable to have children of his own. The police killing him was actually a plan for the government to deal with him while at the same time making it look like it was his own criminal actions backfiring and getting him killed by some lowly thugs. Proxiah thought about this for years before realizing that he didn't care about any of that, right or wrong two people that he had loved were murdered right in front of him and he wanted blood in return. He learned of his fathers organization and he visions of grandeur, to one day take over his fathers place just as he had wanted, but first he had to get his foot in the door. Annoyingly to Proxiah , his father had not told anyone that he had "adopted" a runaway child so as far as his fathers organization thought, he was just another nobody.

Which brings Proxiah back to being slouched on the ground, looking at his license as it lay there in the dirt wondering if he should sell it or hold on to it for a little while longer. He initially entered the exam to hone his skills with nen, figuring that the exam would be filled with other nen users, but to his dismay it was writhing with people who he believed should not be there, being far too weak. That being besides the point, he found out that the license would be an asset in gathering information that could help him find the identities of the ones who killed his parents. On the other hand he needed money and he needed it quickly to help buy his way in to the crime syndicate. He reach down a grabbed his license and stood back up straight, looking out into the crowd. A smile garnished his face as he drew his hand into his pocket, nestling the license into it safe and sound before disappearing into the crowd. Finding his parents killers was far more important than taking over the business right now, and besides, he thought it would be far more fun killing them then anyone else right now.

Birthday: June 22
Personality: Proxiah has become an extremely strange person. You can never expect any sure kind of response from him, and the moment you do you will be surprised as he will do the exact opposite, seemingly for no reason at all. That being said he is extremely cheerful, to the point of it being uncomfortable, even in the most dire situations. His actions flow just as you would expect from his jester like attire, rarely even walking as a normal person would. This makes it so he doesn't make very many friends, being so different from other people. Then, true to Proxiah, he will become serious and almost normal right when you least expect it.

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Jenni: Leave this area blank.
Equipment: Hunter license
Arsenal:A very long but strong chain adorned with a bladed edge on each end

Technique Name: Ablaze
Type: support
Technique Category: Transmutation
Technique Rank: 4
Description: Proxiah seems to set himself on fire, burning anything he comes into contact with and leaving a severe burn, or setting it on fire as well.
Conditions: Any other nen techniques such as gyou will be at a 10% disadvantage because Proxiah must use that aura to keep himself from getting burned. That or he takes very very severe burns if he does not use that aura to protect himself.
Range: Himself ( grows as his aura stat grows since his aura becomes bigger)
Effect: Anything that comes into contact with his aura is severely burned or even set on fire itself.
Cooldown:none ( it's just his aura)


Technique Name: Burning desire
Type: Offensive
Technique Category: enhancement
Technique Rank: 3
Description: Proxiah increases the heat in his blood, muscles and whatnot in a specific area of his body, so much to the point where it gives him an almost super human strength in that area. A very enhanced version of gyu that makes Proxiah physical strikes devastating as it unleashes the build up heat almost explosivly.
Conditions:
Range: Melee range
Effect: Increases physical attacking ability greatly
Cooldown: 3 posts

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Technique Category: Chain mastery
Type: Support
Range: Whatever the length of the chain
Technique Rank: 10
Description: Proxiah is extremely proficient with the use of chains as a weapon, both offensively and defensively. He has taught himself to use his chains to maneuver around an area with ease, while at the same time able to throw the said chains at an enemy with great accuracy.


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